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Truths


Truths unfolding I am feeling confused I have a whole in my heart Girl I got nothing to lose You telling me some lies Feels like your making me choose I got to put a verse on it Man I'm not with the abuse I'm a little out of touch The shorties talking romance Song is getting out of pocket Feels like it time for a dance I'm a real money maker Got the bread in the oven If your talking easy bake Den we might be workin something No coughing when it's crunch time These rhymes remind us of friends I feel we put in the past I pray it's not too late Not trying to get an advance If I'm singing something real Then this maybe the last Songs not over So daddy don't give my gas.
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